At noon, just before lunch, Yang Chen returned home right on time. His face no longer showed any heaviness but appeared relaxed, indicating that he had adjusted his mood.
Seeing Yuan Ye and Tang Tang still seated at their dining table, Yang Chen gave the two lovebirds a disdainful look. "I told you to stay for lunch as a courtesy, but did you really take it seriously?"
Tang Tang sensed that Yang Chen had returned to his usual carefree self and gestured a middle finger at him. "I heard from my sister-in-law that this house belongs to her, not to you. Uncle, you're just freeloading!"
Yang Chen felt a cold sweat. He looked resentfully at Lin Ruoxi, who was bringing dishes out of the kitchen. "Wife, you shouldn't reveal everything. I have no say in this house."
Lin Ruoxi, seeing Yang Chen come back safe and sound and joking again, felt relieved and ignored him, turning back to the kitchen to continue serving dishes.
